Ominous words.
Anyone could utter them, but not every instance would evoke the kind of sheer panic that came when those particular words spilled from the mouth of one Jackson Taylor.
Because when he said something as dire as "I don't feel good about this," even the usually logical Imperial Crown Prince reacted as though he regularly entertained superstitious beliefs.
He didn't.
But considering it was that guy saying it, surely something catastrophic was about to happen.
And as if to confirm their suspicions, just as the group was preparing to find a more spacious area where they could discreetly leave and return to their mechas as promised, a sharp crackle suddenly came from a corner of the room.
"...!"
Luca stopped in his tracks, his gaze immediately drawn toward the pile of battered pirates they'd rather haphazardly hidden there.
Now, as for why they'd bothered dragging those three around even after beating them to a pulp, well...
